Listening Rose Bed On The Moon is
like watching ghosts of Tuxedomoon waving goodbye to Genesis Breyer
P-Orridge... in a lofi parralel universe.
Unvolontary full of our influences flavour with our own very improvised recipes,
well, pell out nostalgia skin to reach the delicious acid core.
Ingredients : pink flamingos, white rabbit, blue rosebud, in the mood for love, man on the moon, pink narcissus, trip/reset...
About the rapture of My Wagonnet Eretique Singer this is was not a joke !
But since that time he's gone. For a better chonologic understanding
it's important to considere that this album is a kind of prequel, it has
been done before Cosmic Hobos Cult.